Billy Hargrove Imagines

Pastel vs Leather

 Summary: Billy picks you up from school

Warnings: cursing

Word Count: 760

A/N: This is more of a drabble than an imagine

"Hey," Billy suddenly called out, his hand grabbing onto the sleeve of your mint-green sweater. You paused, one of your legs in the process of getting out of his blue Camaro, the other still inside, and turned to look at your boyfriend.

"Yeah, did you forget something?" you asked, tilting your head slightly. Billy had been dropping you off at school for about two months now, even though the two of you had been dating for three. He'd drop you off at 8:50, ten minutes before your second period started (you had a free block every morning) and then head to his own school.

"No, but Max has started this new AV Club thing. Which means I don't have to wait for her, which also means I can pick you up after school... if you want?" he said, but you knew that he was going to whether you wanted him to or not.

"Yeah, that'd be great, babe. I'll see you after school," you smiled, and leaned over to give him a chaste kiss before getting out of the car completely and closing the door. Billy watched you get inside the school before he began driving off in the direction of Hawkins High.

You and Billy didn't attend the same schools, he attended Hawkins High School, while you attended a private school that was academically inclined. It was two miles out from town, and you used to take the bus- but then you met Billy, and he began driving you. You told him not to miss school for you, but Hawkins didn't start until 8:30, and like you, he had a free block for first period. Everyone in town knew of Billy- they'd see him at parties, upside down on a keg with his mouth attached to a tap. He'd had a track record with a few of the girls at your school, but nobody there knew that the two of you were now a thing. You didn't have much time to hang out outside of school, you were always busy studying or working, and Billy had basketball practice. Which meant late nights became your thing, secluded where nobody could bother you.

So, when Billy came to pick you up after school, it'd be the first time that anyone actually saw the two of you together. Billy was notorious for his bruised cheeks, leather jackets, and open shirts. While you were known for your good grades, pleasant smiles, and pastel sweaters.

As you walked out of the glass doors at the end of the day, your backpack felt heavier than when you went in that morning. It'd been a long day, but nothing you couldn't handle. However, you had forgotten about Billy picking you up with all the chaos. When you spotted the familiar car with the blond leaning against it, cigarette free for once, you were slightly surprised. But then you remembered the conversation from earlier that morning, and a smile broke out on your face.

"Holy fuck, is that Billy?" a voice whispered from a few feet behind you.

"I think so, bet he's come back for more," a female voice responded with a cocky tone, causing you to frown and roll your eyes. You didn't turn around and acknowledge the conversation, instead you made your way through the kids in the court yard and towards your boyfriend.

"Hey," you hummed once you finally made it to him, wrapping your arms around his neck. Billy instantly wrapped his arms around you, clasping them over your backpack to pull you closer.

"Hey gorgeous, how was school?" Billy grinned, briefly leaning down to give you a kiss. You kissed him back feverishly rather than responding to the question, twirling a strand of his blond hair around the tip of your finger. After a moment you pulled back, smirking at the flushed look on his face.

"It was alright. But we should get going," you said to him, momentarily casting a glance over your shoulder to find the two girls that you had heard before now looking at you with wide eyes. "It's been a long day."

"Whatever you say, baby," Billy hummed, reaching down to open the passenger door for you. As you tossed your bag in the back and began to slide in, you felt the familiar pressure of his hand on your ass, guiding you inside the car.

"And you thought he was here for you," you heard the voice from before laugh, and you laughed as well. Boy were you in for some shit tomorrow.